Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 49.1

She stood there, bold and unyielding, not sparing anyone’s pride—even in a huge live broadcast setting. Saying something like that wasn’t just rebellious; it was a direct slap to both her own family and the Li family.

The moment those words left her mouth, the crowd went wild. Even the host’s eyes lit up—it was clearly one of the biggest moments of the night.

“Seeing President Li’s public confession to you online—are you rejecting the engagement because of her?” the host pressed, fishing for drama.

Jiang Siyue turned to the host, frowning slightly, her tone puzzled. “Do I really need to answer that? Didn’t President Li already tell you? I don’t want her.”

That sentence was even more audacious than the last.

The audience was stunned. She really didn’t want Li Jiang? Li Jiang wasn’t just a top-tier Alpha—she was also the current head of the Li family. And Jiang Siyue just rejected her so bluntly?

Offstage, Li Jiang looked at Jiang Siyue—so confident and radiant—and a soft smile tugged at her lips.

Yes. This was the version of Siyue she liked—the one who lived boldly and unapologetically.

Onstage, the interview continued. Offstage, Sui Yu and Shen Jueshu were half-listening while also keeping an eye on the latest online reactions. Li Jiang’s public move yesterday had worked beautifully—she had led a wave of Alphas openly expressing admiration for Jiang Siyue, pushing back against those who had tried to tear her down.

“The Jiang family won’t take this lying down,” Sui Yu said under her breath. “Jiang Bosheng is a textbook opportunist. Even if it’s his own sister, if she gets in his way, he’ll take her out. And if he can use her, he will.”

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t have time to retaliate,” Shen Jueshu replied calmly.

With the Sui and Shen families working together, Jiang Bosheng would have plenty of headaches to deal with.

Sui Yu smiled, squeezing Shen Jueshu’s hand. “Siyue didn’t call you ‘sister-in-law’ all this time for nothing.”

Back then, no one thought it would actually come true—but now, here they were.

Shen Jueshu’s gaze softened. She gently squeezed Sui Yu’s hand in return. It was still a little surreal to her that she’d let Jiang Siyue call her that so naturally.

This competition meant everything to Jiang Siyue. She had poured her heart into it. And despite the emotional storm the day before, with Sui Yu and Shen Jueshu by her side, she had found the strength to shine.

Her performance that night was better than ever—strong, passionate, and impossible to ignore. The energy she brought to the stage was electrifying.

Unsurprisingly, she earned a spot in the final debut lineup. Mo Yu came in first, Siyue took third, and Tang Wan landed fourth.

Rank didn’t matter—they had done what they set out to do. Back then, they had joked about letting Mo Yu “carry them to victory.” And she had.

Watching Siyue glow onstage, Li Jiang felt a quiet happiness in her heart. Siyue had finally returned to doing what she loved.

Li Yi, sitting in the audience, was proudly watching her “little one” on stage. But she also glanced at the sister sitting beside her, feeling frustrated and helpless. That girl just wouldn’t change her mind once she was set on something.

No wonder she’d been single all these years—she didn’t even know what love felt like.

The finale ended successfully, and soon the contestants would begin their new careers. But before the work officially began, they were given three days off. For someone like Mo Yu—wrapped up in a budding romance—those days would surely be spent clinging to her partner.

But for Jiang Siyue…

“Marry him yourself! You two seem well matched anyway.” Jiang Siyue rolled her eyes and ducked behind Shen Jueshu as Jiang Bosheng came storming into the room.

Even after she’d rejected him publicly, he still wasn’t giving up? Just how many benefits had the Li family promised him?

“You!” Jiang Bosheng nearly had a heart attack from the fury. He barked, “Do you even understand how important this deal is?! You’re a Jiang—don’t you care at all about your family?”

Despite herself, Jiang Siyue still felt a twinge of fear. He had always intimidated her. But now that she was grown, if she still let him control her, then she would never be free.

So even though her heart pounded, she held her ground and said, “Why should I care? No matter how big the project is, or how much money it makes, none of it goes to me. Why should I care?”

After their last argument, Jiang Bosheng had frozen all her bank cards. Since then, all her expenses had been covered by Sui Yu. She hadn’t spent a single penny of Jiang family money. As for what she had used in the past—she would repay it with interest, just to cut ties completely.

Jiang Bosheng was livid. Since when did this brat become so defiant and sharp-tongued?

His eyes shifted toward Shen Jueshu, who stood protectively in front of Siyue. His tone darkened. “President Shen, this is a private family matter. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t get too involved.”

Shen Jueshu stayed calm, her voice neutral. “We’re not interfering. We’re just respecting Siyue’s choice. Whatever she decides, we support her.”

“Exactly. As long as she’s not out there committing crimes, we’ve got her back.” Sui Yu’s voice came from the side.

She entered with a tray on her lap, holding three bowls of yogurt fruit salad. That’s where she had disappeared to.

She set them down on the coffee table and handed one to Jiang Siyue. “Take your time eating.”

Then she walked over to Shen Jueshu, picked up a fork, and offered her a piece of mango—acting as if Jiang Bosheng didn’t even exist.

Jiang Siyue hugged her fruit bowl, eyes sparkling. How can Sui Yu provoke someone so calmly? It was an art.

Sure enough, Jiang Bosheng’s face turned nearly black with rage. Who in Linhai dared treat him like this? And now, everyone in this room was acting like he was just some annoying stray dog.

His voice dropped, cold and threatening. “President Shen, we all live in Linhai. We’ll keep running into each other. Why ruin the relationship? This benefits no one.”

But Shen Jueshu simply ate the mango Sui Yu fed her and didn’t answer.

So Sui Yu answered for her.

Smiling faintly, she said, “Actually, we think it is beneficial. Siyue gets to live a happy life. That’s more than enough for us.”

She sighed softly, adding, “We just really value our friends. Business deals and money can always come and go—but true friendship? That’s priceless.”

A direct jab at Jiang Bosheng for caring only about profits and not his own family.

Jiang Bosheng, no stranger to such word games, heard her loud and clear. His face darkened further. He shot up from his seat and glared at Jiang Siyue.

“You’d better hope these two can protect you for life. Don’t come crawling back to the Jiang family one day like a stray dog, begging us to take you in!”

Jiang Siyue froze for just a second, then took another big bite of her fruit salad, blinking innocently, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Bosheng stormed out, his parting threat landing like a punch on a pillow—soft, ineffective, and thoroughly humiliating for someone used to being in control.

After he left, Sui Yu sighed. “What’s the point of living like that? Does he really think he’s happy?”

Plotting and scheming endlessly—what else did his life even have?

“I think he does enjoy it,” Jiang Siyue said seriously. “He gets a thrill out of control. That’s the kind of person he is.”

And their aging parents couldn’t do much anymore. They trusted their eldest son, and they no longer had the strength to keep him in check.

Shen Jueshu picked up a fork and fed a piece of fruit to Sui Yu. Her tone was calm as she asked,
“About your sister—do you want revenge?”

Jiang Siyue’s hand froze mid-motion. She slowly looked up at Shen Jueshu. After a long pause, her voice came out dry,
“But… I don’t have any evidence.”

She knew her sister died because of Jiang Bosheng—but she had no proof. He had covered his tracks too well, leaving nothing behind.

Shen Jueshu’s lips curved slightly into a cold smile.
“To take someone down,” she said softly, “we don’t necessarily need evidence. After all, we’re not trying to send him to prison.”

Getting someone convicted would require solid proof—but what they wanted wasn’t a trial. It was to strip Jiang Bosheng of everything he was proud of. Once he lost it all, the people he had wronged would naturally come for him, finishing what they started.

Understanding Shen Jueshu’s plan, Jiang Siyue’s grip on the bowl tightened. Her voice dropped, shaky with emotion.
“I want him to pay. I really do. I even… I even want him to die for what he did to my second sister.”

By the time she said the last sentence, her eyes were burning with hatred. Her second sister—so talented, so kind—had all her hope destroyed by Jiang Bosheng’s cruel, disgusting schemes. He didn’t deserve to call himself human.

“If that’s how you feel, then leave the rest to me,” Shen Jueshu said, her tone turning colder. She had already wanted to make Jiang Bosheng suffer ever since learning the truth about Siyue’s sister. People like him were dangerous even to their own family—he’d be even worse to outsiders.

The best way to destroy him was to expose every dirty thing he had done, to leave him with no path for redemption or return.

Now that they had made up their minds, they wouldn’t give him a single chance to react.

But as Shen Jueshu worked on the plan, she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone else was also secretly pushing things behind the scenes—an unseen hand working toward the same goal.

Could it be that someone else didn’t want Jiang Bosheng to get away with it either?

Shen Jueshu lowered her eyes in thought. Then, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.

“Those people targeting Jiang Bosheng… did you send them?”

She got straight to the point—no testing, no pretending.

On the other end, Li Jiang fell silent.

The pause said everything.

A faint smirk touched Shen Jueshu’s lips.
“Does Siyue know how much you’ve done for her?”

Clearly, some of the pressure Jiang Bosheng had been under lately could be credited to Li Jiang.

“She doesn’t need to know,” Li Jiang replied quietly. “She just needs to be able to accept it freely, without guilt.”

From across the room, Sui Yu had been eavesdropping the whole time, ears perked. Shen Jueshu reached over and casually pinched her ear, saying into the phone with a teasing tone,
“Tragic lover persona?”

Li Jiang let out a helpless sigh. “Don’t joke like that.”

Unbothered, Shen Jueshu raised her eyebrows. After a few more words, they ended the call.

She turned to see Sui Yu playing on her phone, pretending she hadn’t been listening at all. Shen Jueshu laughed quietly.

“It was Li Jiang,” she said, still rubbing Sui Yu’s ear.

Sui Yu frowned slightly.
“What exactly is her relationship with Siyue?”

She was starting to feel conflicted. It didn’t seem like Li Jiang had only recently developed feelings for Siyue—this level of action didn’t come from some sudden crush. You couldn’t think that far ahead if your feelings were new.

It had to have started a long time ago.

Shen Jueshu leaned back on the sofa, relaxed. Her voice dropped slightly.
“Maybe… she liked Siyue for a long time, but just never said anything.”

“Huh?!” Sui Yu sat up straight, staring at her.
“If she did like Siyue back then, then why didn’t she say yes when Siyue was chasing her?”

That had been the perfect chance for them to be together!

Shen Jueshu shook her head lightly.
“How would I know what Li Jiang was thinking? We never really talked about each other’s love lives back then.”

Sui Yu sighed and leaned back against her, feeling a little sad.
“Why would she do that to herself? What’s the point?”

She paused, and then her eyes widened in realization.
“Wait—what if she rejected Siyue back then… because of the plot?”

“Hm?” Shen Jueshu made a questioning sound.

Sui Yu sat up again, now serious, facing Shen Jueshu.
“Think about it. In the original novel, Li Jiang liked you. And later, she even worked with the rest of the Shen family to save you from the original character.”

“In other words, her role in the story… was the loyal supporting character, secretly in love with the female lead.”

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